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I Thought of You This Morning

I thought of you this morning. There was laughter in the air and as the day wore on, I knew it was time to sit right down and write to you.

Has your hair gone grey?
Do you look like a fright?
Have you wasted your time
confused day with night

Are you as contrary as sin
or taking it all in stride
Are you ready to crack
or blow things open wide.

Are you longing to travel,
perhaps get away
Do you want an adventure
or to just get out and play

Whatever you're feeling
the good that I see
is that darn old virus
didn't get you or me.

I thought of you this morning
And knew I shouldn’t wait
To sit right down and write to you
though May is getting late.

Our lives have changed forever
But don't let that mess up your mind
for we can still laugh and talk and play
and give hugs, though the virtual kind.

What a wonderful day to be alive!

© 2020 Beulah Peyton Bouzane

An Amazing Sister! An Amazing Minister

Today is my sister's 30th Anniversary of Ordination - a minister of word, sacrament and pastoral care in the United Church of Canada.

Congratulations Valerie Peyton Kingsbury.  We are so proud of you!


She wrote of this in her weekly blog

Title:  A Day I Will Never Forget


As We Have Always Done

When they were younger, I used to spend hours reading to my grandchildren. Of course, this was a part of the routine when I tucked them in at night.  The books were followed by songs, old favourites and lullabies, some with words made up just for them. My grandson has two that he always sings to me. With each child, it would end with little talks, a special goodnight saying and a kiss – all this part of a routine that I continued from when their Dad was little.

I was moving around some of those books today, dusting them off and wondering was it time for them to go into the ‘give-away’ bag.  Some of the favourites I can almost recite without opening as they had been read so often:

Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do you See? by Bill Martin Jr
On the Night You Were Born by Nancy Tillman
The Flea’s Sneeze by Lynn Downey
The Elves and The Shoemaker by Oscar Weigle
Winnie the Pooh
The Tales of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter

There are the Wonder Books, The Little Golden Books, and then began the chapter books, on to adventure stories and novels.  You know how it goes … no longer wanting me to read to them as they are now avid readers themselves.

But a couple of weeks ago, my granddaughter and I snuggled in and I read aloud as I would have done when she was a little girl. Except, this time it was from one of my favourites, Collected Poems by Robert Service.  Some of the selections were quite serious, some so vivid that we almost saw through the author’s eyes. and some held laughter in every line.  There was The Man Who Knew, The Spell of The Yukon, The Cremation of Sam McGee, Bessie’s Boil, Fi-Fi in Bed and so many more.

As I closed the book, I noticed the old poster that has always hung on our wall and I stopped to read:


Go Placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant, they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons. They are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others you may become vain and bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble – it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is. Many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars. You have a right to be here.

And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore, be a peace with God, whatever you conceive him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be careful. Strive to be happy.

Found in old Saint Paul’s Church, Baltimore, USA, dated 1692

As We Have Always Done

It will be such fun when we are able to get together again. Though the children are growing up and books are not always read aloud anymore, we have kept our bedtime routine. And then, at close of the day when we say goodnight, we will do as we have always done.

There are treasures that present themselves at the strangest and yet the best of times. There is wisdom to be found – perhaps in a routine started long, long ago, in a special book or a poster on the wall.

The ‘give-away’ bag can wait another while.

© 2020 Beulah Peyton Bouzane

Congratulations Deborah

You’ve just got to check this out!

Remember the craft fairs my friend, Deborah, and I attended last Fall? Her products were such a hit.

Well, she’s just launched her new website ( and is also now on Instagram.  You really need to check it out. What amazing talent. Her products are absolutely fantastic.

To learn more about her new projects, I highly recommend you follow her on Instagram.

Take a deep breath. Focus on the here and now.
Remember this moment is the only one we can be sure of.
Let go of worries and anxiety. Just breathe!

Now that is pretty good advice so I thought I’d pass it on to you.

There is just one thing though. One has to have the patience to sit and quieten the mind long enough to focus. How do they do that, I wonder? I lasted 15 seconds the first time I tried it. Then I got an idea! squirrel…

One More Piece of Advice

Have you ever had full conversations with yourself – I mean conversations where you actually correspond back and forth. Or, perhaps you read a book and find yourself giving advice or telling the characters what they should or shouldn’t do next. Maybe when you’re watching a movie or listening to the radio, you find yourself stepping right in to interrupt. My grandmother used to do that all the time and we found it hilarious.

There were also times when we would imitate something our Mom would say or do because it really was too much of a temptation to let it go. Now don’t get me wrong. We NEVER did any of this behind her back. We always made sure she knew we were poking fun, at which point she’d give us a little tongue wagging and then laugh right along with us. But, there are lessons to be learned in everything you do in life and if there’s one more piece of advice I can give you, it is,

“Don’t poke fun of your grandmother, your mother or father or anybody else for that matter”.

Really! You can rest assured that as you grow older, you will find yourself doing and saying the very same things. Yes, the very things you always made fun of before.


The Goat

Ever been in a really miserable situation and you’re so uptight every nerve felt like it was on bust?  Suddenly something strange or just plain silly happens and it strikes you so so funny that you go off in peels of laughter.

The passerby will be afraid to approach you as they won’t have a clue how to handle it and may even think you need help. A casual acquaintance will automatically think you’ve totally lost it and try to avoid you, pretending they aren’t associated. A friend, on the other hand, will immediately see and understand the humour and join in.  It’s at this point that the nerve endings all start to reconnect. You see things more clearly and you’re able to get a grip on your world to once again flip it right side up.

Laughter has got to be one of the best tonics you can take.  Thankfully, my humour is kind of warped – which makes for a whole lot of fun whether in a crowd or all alone, talking to myself or reading.  Last month I was reading an old book that I love and found a poem (unknown author) that I had tucked away between the pages some years ago.  It made me laugh again as it is just as funny now as I was when I first placed it there.

The Goat

There was a man, now please take note,
There was a man, who had a goat.
He lov’d that goat, indeed he did
He lov’d that goat, just like a kid.

One day that goat felt frisk and fine,
Ate three red shirts from off the line.
The man just grabbed him by the back
And tied him to a railroad track.

But when the train hove into sight,
That goat grew pale and green with fright.
He heaved a sigh, as if in pain,
Coughed up those shirts and flagged the train.


Never mind the man who owns the goat. He needs a severe talking to for sure.  Instead it’s all about the situation. Now that goat has personality and gumption.  It reminds me of my sisters.

Who came to your mind as you read it, I wonder?



And Just When I Thought Nobody Cared

If there were two sides to the bed, I would have definitely said I got out on the wrong side that morning. But in my case, one side brings up against a wall so it's literally impossible to make a mistake. I decided it was just a 'Blah' moment, or two, or three.  You know the kind.

Some of my friends and family talk about "Fly Day" and are so excited as it means "I'm going home today". Well for me it had nothing to do with flying, it was "Drive Day". Normally this would be exciting - another adventure - or at the very least, a change, which is as good as a rest they say. But on this particular day, things were totally out of sync for the first couple of hours. First off, I knocked over my cup of coffee spoiling some new woodcarving templates I had painstaking cut out the night before.  Then I kicked the scrubbing bucket sending grubby, soapy, water all over the floor. It had no business being where it was. Who was the culprit that put the darned thing in my path anyway?

Well through the jigs and reels, I got everything organized and packed up ready for the drive and off I went. I was about 3 kilometers out when I remembered the garbage on the back step. I wasn't at all interested in leaving an open dining invitation for any miserable varmints. You see I wasn't the best of friends with those critters having discovered that one had taken up residence under the house the day before.  So back I went.  Got that sorted out and struck out again.

Second  round!  I got about 10 kilometers under my belt when I realized I'd left a full bag of apples on the kitchen counter. Now that was my supply of fresh fruit for the next week and I wasn't about to leave it behind. So I whipped around (again) and went back.  By this time, I was getting used to going in circles and my sense of humour was back to its usual state. Then I started wondering ... perhaps the universe is trying to tell me not to travel today. Ah! But I wasn't about to let the universe change my plans and, with apples by my side, I was on my way.

What an absolutely beautiful drive! I spent the time planning my week, enjoying the scenery, and enjoying the world inside my head. Remember I told you about that world before, so you know it can be interesting. Well I was about 3 1/2 hours into the trip with no stops or breaks because I was just having fun and there was no need. And then it happened!

I got this message

My Vehicle Cares

Oh my, but I had to pull over. I was laughing so hard, I couldn't see properly.  All of a sudden that old song came to mind and I started singing. "Nobody loves me. Everybody hates me. I'm going to the garden to eat worms."  And just when I thought nobody really cared.  How silly was I!

You see I traded my old vehicle last month and this new one has all kinds of features - heated seats, for instance.  Have you ever sat on heated seats?  Oh, but I just love it!  Mind you, I would never in my wildest dreams have paid for that feature but apparently it's part of the 'base' model these days. Also, apparently there are other features that I didn't have a clue existed.

Just when I thought nobody cared, I realized ... my vehicle cares so much.

Every now and then over the past few days that scene and message has come to mind and every time it sends me off in peels of laughter. It was so funny!

Be sure to visit my website frequently to see what's new -
While I'm falling short of a 'recipe each day', my recipe collection is slowly growing and taking shape. And, of course I write a blog each month.  You find quick links to the Recipe Collection and the Blog in the main menu.

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I am truly blessed! My circle includes some fantastic people:  leaders, writers, teachers, ministers, artists, jewellry makers, photographers, wood carvers, nurses, and, and ...   Each person is so talented. Some are masters in their trade. Last week I had the pleasure of participating on a project being undertaken by a very special woman who is a Master Beader. The week before I was able to get some much needed advice from an expert who specializes in wood artistry. Then there's the wonderful young woman who is a certified rolfer.  Another of my clients is a world-class photographer while another is an activist.  How can one help but be inspired when surrounded by such wonderful people. And, what makes them extra special is the fact that they really care.

Update on the wood products

On that road trip, I came up with two new ideas - a rocking chair to match one of my earlier sketches.  Now I can't wait to get started on  that.  I'll do a template first but this time I'll be sure to keep coffee cups away from the cut out.  I've also decided to make some gift cards to match each of the wood products. So many ideas! But, I am making progress ... which reminds me, I must order more paper and envelopes.

Ready for Finish work

wood products 1

painting projects

Learning How to Meditate

I just received the electricity bill from Newfoundland Power. It's nearing the end of February and we've just come through some awfully cold nights. I guess I should be thankful that there were no flies, but - holy crow!

Learning How to MeditateMaybe I will just sit here and try to meditate awhile.  I mean truly turn off all thoughts and sit in blissful silence at one with body, mind, and spirit.  Is this something you are able to do I wonder? Learning how to quiet my mind has always been a quest. I've tried. I've watched the videos, I've listened to the lectures! I've done some training. I've travelled to the mountains in Tibet - in my head. But it hasn't worked or, at least, not yet.

I was sitting in my little office and wondering about - well bits and pieces of everything, actually. The morning was quiet and still. It wasn't raining or snowing. The wind wasn't blowing. The crows were silent. I think they may have frozen to death overnight actually.  They obviously hadn't been in touch with Newfoundland Power.  There wasn't a sound except the faint hum of my computer. Absolutely peaceful! UNTIL I listened. There was a busy, chaotic, and exciting world inside my head.  So many projects and so much fun going on, I could barely sit still.

fly sprayNow don't get me wrong. It wasn't all fun and games in there. There was one room that was kind of dark - filled with worries of family and friends ... and did I mention the electricity bill. Another room was filled with sadness and pining for a beautiful lost love. But I was able to close the doors on those rooms for a time and just look at the rest of the house. It was quite a mess! There were half finished projects, ideas for new designs, my 'to do' list which served as wall paper for the entire complex and dreams still waiting to happen! So seriously - why in the world would I ever want to clean up that mess. No, what I'm really looking for is a place not connected to the grid, a place where thoughts are organized so I can enjoy short bursts of absolute quietness - perhaps, later today.

But, for now, I'll just put away the fly spray.

Sure hope you enjoy my blogs.  If you do, please share with your friends and family.

Be sure to visit my website frequently to see what's new -
While I'm falling short of a 'recipe each day', my recipe collection is slowly growing and taking shape. And, of course I write a blog each month.  You find quick links to the Recipe Collection and the Blog in the main menu.

Website header and menu

ornamentsPreparing for a Craft Fair

Did I tell you I've been up to this winter?  Besides the recipe collection, I've been making some new products - decorations mostly. It has been such fun. I've used some of the designs for my cards (along with a few additions to my repertoire) to make wooden ornaments. I'm planning to enter a craft fair later this year.  I haven't prepared for that sort of thing in a long, long, time so I am quite rusty as you can imagine. Thankfully, I have sisters and friends who will help guide me through it and make sure the rust disappears.

We'll see how that goes! In the meantime, I will be adding some of the products to my website over the next few weeks so check back later to have a look.

© 2019 Beulah Peyton Bouzane. All rights reserved.

She said, “There is something magical about the night sky and I have seen so many sunsets. But that was then, and now I long for sunrises.” ... © Beulah Peyton Bouzane

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